Poems (Page 7)

The poem "We have lots of time" consists of the title, a byline, and a single period as the poem itself.

I was at the hospital with my dad. He was there to be tested for an issue related to what took my mom’s life a few years before. While waiting, an idea for a poem hit me.

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Two ladybugs, one in flight and the other sitting on the stem of an orange spring flower. An artistic macro image with a blue background containing more, out-of-focus flowers.

A poem is not found
in an abundance of words.
Nor is it unnecessarily complex.
Poetry is found in the heart
and in the connection it makes.

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A close-up of a sinister-looking man's face, with cracked skin and purple-blue eyes.

Fear makes people see things,
exactly how they thought.
Through biased eyes, accepting lies,
their heart should have fought.

Fear makes people see things.

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